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“Wise choice,” he says.

Chapter 2

Max

He takes my hand in his and leads me up the stairs. I follow behind him willingly enough, taking in the cream walls, the wooden floors. At the top of the stairs, there is a decent sized landing and leading off it there are four doors. Cullen leads me towards the first one on the left. He opens the door and steps inside. I follow and he kicks the door closed behind us. I flinch at the sound suddenly aware of just how quiet it is in here.

Cullen’s room is also painted cream, and his furnishings are all made from dark oak, a perfect contrast. The wooden floor is broken up by several white rugs and the large bed is made up with white bedding and a black runner midway down it.

The interior designer in me smiles approvingly. The space is a perfect representation of what I have seen from Cullen so far – strong, masculine, commanding. I don’t have long to appreciate the décor before Cullen is leading me towards the bed. He stops just before we reach it and turns me to face him. I think he is going to kiss me now and my lips tingle in anticipation, but instead, he leans down and takes a hold of my purse. He pulls it gently from my hand and throws it to one side. For a second, I can’t help but think of my cell phone in there, but Cullen’s fingers are grazing my thighs, and I can’t think of anything but his touch. His fingers move to the bottom of my dress. He peels it over my head and leaves me standing before him in my heels and a lacy matching set of black underwear.

I reach out for him, but he shakes his head and takes a half step back. Unsure of myself suddenly, I stop and let my hands fall back down to my sides. Cullen smiles and closes the gap between us again. He takes my shoulders in his hands and spins me around so that my back is to him. He opens my bra, and it falls off my arms and to the ground. I kick it away, not wanting to trip over it. Cullen pulls me backwards until my back is pressed up snugly against his chest. He leans in and runs his tongue slowly down my neck and along my collar bone, making me moan with longing.

His hands start on my stomach but as he kisses back along my shoulder, they move up my body until he is kneading my breasts in time with his kisses. My nipples pop up and rub against Cullen’s palms, sending delicious tingles through me.

Cullen kisses his way back up my neck and I turn my head so that my lips reach his. As we kiss hungrily, Cullen moves his hands away from my breasts. For a moment, I miss his touch, but then I feel his hand slipping into my panties and I no longer care about my breasts; it’s all about my pussy.

Cullen moans into my mouth when he feels how wet I am and as his fingers start to massage my clit, I press myself back against him, feeling his hard cock against my ass cheek.

It’s my turn to moan as Cullen ups the pace of his fingers on my clit, sending me into overdrive as my orgasm hurtles towards me. I move my hips, pressing myself desperately against Cullen’s fingers as the need to come builds up inside of me. As Cullen keeps working on me, he pulls his mouth from mine and puts his lips close enough to my ear that when he talks, I feel his lips moving.

“Don’t come yet,” he whispers, and the sound of his voice, and the commanding tone are almost enough to make me do the exact opposite and go falling into oblivion, but I hold myself back, wanting to see what Cullen is going to do to me next.

He moves his spare hand around my back, keeping me on the brink of climaxing with the other one. He pushes my panties down and they fall to the ground. I step out of them and kick them away. Cullen’s hand moves up my spine and when it is between my shoulder blades, he pushes me forward, bending me at the waist a bit.

His hand trails back down my spine and over my ass cheeks. He presses it between my legs, and I side step with one foot, opening myself up to him, desperate for his touch to come to the place where I crave it the most. He doesn’t disappoint me. He pushes two fingers inside of me and pumps them in and out of me, keeping pace with the hand that teases my clit.

The double sensation is too much for me to bear and although I try to hold myself back, I can no longer remember why I want to do that, and I let myself go. My orgasm engulfs me and consumes me, and I feel like I’m floating. I can feel my pussy clenching around Cullen’s still pumping fingers and my clit pulses against his other hand. Juices drip from me, running down my legs, and coating my inner thighs. My whole body feels alive.

Cullen moves his hand from my clit and pulls his fingers out of me, but my orgasm doesn’t end there. The after tremors still buzz through me, delicious little trails of fire that catch me unaware and take my breath. I start to straighten up, but Cullen’s hand is on my back keeping me down. Before I know what’s happening, he spanks my ass hard enough to sting. I open my mouth to ask him what the fuck he thinks he’s doing, but instead, a moan escapes out of me as the stinging pain turns into pleasure and sends a shudder through my body.

“You broke the rules Max,” Cullen says. “I told you not to orgasm yet and what did you do?”

I don’t answer him. Partly because I don’t know what to say and partly because my face is pressed into his duvet, and I don’t think he would hear me anyway. I gasp in shock and pleasure as he runs his fingers from my clit to my pussy and back again.

“And look how wet you are,” Cullen says. “You still want more don’t you?”

I nod my head.

“Answer me,” Cullen demands, taking his hand off my back and allowing me to lift my head up.

“Yes,” I say.

“Louder,” he demands.

“Yes,” I say again, practically screaming it this time.

Chapter 3

Max

Ihear the rustling sound of clothing being shed behind me and then a different sort of rustling – the sound of a condom packet opening. I know Cullen is about to penetrate me, but that doesn’t take away the delight I feel when the moment happens. Cullen’s hands are on my hips, holding me still as he slams into me. There is nothing gentle about his penetration of me. He fills me in one long, hard stroke and I open my legs further, trying to make room to accommodate his huge cock. I can feel myself stretching as Cullen pulls back almost all of the way out of me and then he slams back into me once more.

The force of his thrusts takes my breath away, but they wake something up inside of me, something primal and full of allure. I’m not exactly a virgin, but I have never ever felt anything like this before. I find myself moving with him, pushing myself back against him as he pushes into me, wanting to feel myself filling up with him, wanting every inch of him inside of me.

I cry out his name as I move towards another orgasm, but I have learned my lesson and I hold myself back, stopping myself from coming. It is both delicious and agonizing and I don’t know how long I can do it for, but I am going to try and hold on until Cullen tells me it’s ok to come. Strangely, I find that I want to please him, and more than that, I want to know just how intense my orgasm will feel if I can hold it back for a while longer.

I know I’m not the only one who is close to coming. I can hear Cullen’s breathing growing ragged as he pumps into me, and his thrusts get harder and faster. He says my name in a voice filled with lust and it almost pushes me over the edge, but I force myself to focus on something other than how good his voice sounds and how amazing he feels between my legs.

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